Chapter 1

Edge had been watching Amy for several weeks now and could see that she had not totally gotten over him. She walked slowly, with her head down. He wanted to go to her and hold her like he used to, but he didn't want her to be afraid of him, you see he had been buried 3 weeks ago and he did not know how to tell her that he really wasn't dead, that he now walked with the undead.

When Amy entered her apartment building with her purchases he turned around and went and sat on the park bench across from her building. He sat under a tree whose shadow was cast down on the bench. If you didn't look very closely, you couldn't tell that he was there. As he sat there, his mind started to wander back to the times when he was a mortal and they were together. They had known each other ever since college. They had started going out in their junior year and had been together ever since. He had stayed with her whenever he was in town since his career with the WWF kept him busy and traveling throughout the world. They had become engaged the previous year and planned to get married within the coming year when he would take a few months off to start their marriage off right. He loved her with all his heart and missed her terribly when he was away from her. He would call her every night while on the road and sometimes he would fall asleep right after speaking to her with the sound of her voice still ringing in his ears.

While touring Europe with the WWF he had been talked into going to a club with Christian, Matt and Jeff Hardy which he didn't really want to go to. They had finally convinced him and he had relented and gone. It was there that sometime during the evening he had lost sight of the guys in the huge crowd that was present and when he went to look for them he somehow found himself standing outside of the back entrance to the club in a dark alley. He had started walking to the end of the alley so that he could enter the club again and look for his buddies to tell them that he was leaving when all of a sudden he was grabbed by a pair of strong arms from behind and before he had a chance to react he felt a piercing pain in his neck.. The next thing he remembered was waking up in a coffin buried under 6 feet of dirt.

He had clawed his way up from the ground and found that it was nighttime. He couldn't figure out where he was until he reached the entrance to the cemetery. When he looked at the sign he realized that he was back in the town where he had lived with Amy and that the tombstone over the grave site that he had just escaped from had his name on it. He couldn't understand why Amy would let him be buried alive. He had sat in the graveyard for several hours until he realized that he was hungry. He thought about going to the diner which he knew was down the block, but then realized that he was hungry, but not for food. He had a craving for something else and couldn't figure out what it was. As he sat there contemplating what to do next his sense of smell told him that what he craved for was just outside the cemetery.

He sniffed the air and could smell something. He followed the smell until he was on the sidewalk. He looked around and all he could see was a lone woman walking very fast down the other side of the street. He did a complete 160 degree turn and when he was facing the lady again the scent was stronger. He hissed without even realizing it and all of a sudden fangs appeared in his mouth. His stomach started to growl and his eyes blazed a bright red. He couldn't understand what was happening, just that what he needed the lady possessed.

All of a sudden what had happened to him hit him like a ton of bricks. He turned away from the lady and stumbled back into the dark recesses of the cemetery. He leaned against his gravestone and realized that he could never go back to the life that he knew. That Amy was lost to him forever and that his career with the WWF was now over. He punched the headstone, putting his fist through it, as tears welled up in his eyes and slowly ran down his cheeks. He had not noticed he had punched a hole through the headstone until he looked at his fist sticking out of the other side. When he looked at his hand, the scratches that were there were already healing.

When he wiped the tears away from his cheeks he noticed that his hand came away with blood on them. He knew that if what he had read about vampires was true he had to find a dark place to hide before the sun rose, which would be in 15 minutes. Since he didn't know where else to go, he went into one of the crypts that were there. He broke open the lock and went in just as the first rays of the sun were rising. He had closed the crypt door behind him and pushed one of several coffins that were there in front of the doors so that they could not be opened. He went to one of the corners, curled up and instantly fell into a trance like sleep.

The next night he had awaken just as the sun had set and gone to the apartment building where he and Amy had lived. He found he did not have his keys but that wasn't a problem. He turned the knob until it came off with ease. He proceeded upstairs and looked in their hiding place over the door frame for the spare key. He entered and sighed when he looked all around at the things that he had shared with her. He went to the bedroom and saw that his clothes were still hanging in the walk-in closet. He pulled out a pair of black jeans, black t-shirt, boots and his long black trench coat. Even though he couldn't feel the cold, he figured he would blend in better if he wore it.

He went into the bathroom, stripped his funeral clothes off and stepped into the shower. He couldn't feel the hot water and didn't know it was steaming until he looked at himself. He noticed his arms had started to turn slightly flushed. He washed himself off and dried himself with his favorite big fluffy towel which was still hanging on the towel rack. He was careful to place it back on the rack as if it hadn't been touched, even though it was wet. He ran a comb through his hair as he stood there looking in the mirror. He noticed that he looked slightly pale, but aside from that he didn't look any different. His eyes seemed to shine back at him and his hair had a luster to it that he had not noticed had been there before. He smiled in the mirror and his teeth did not look any different.

He walked out of the bathroom and dressed in the clothes he had laid out on the bed. He did not want to spend too much time in the apartment since he knew that Amy would be returning soon. He did not want her to find him there. After he was dressed he picked up his wallet which was on the dresser. He looked inside and saw that his credit cards and his checks were still there. He hoped that his accounts had not been closed because he would need to find a place to stay. He did not want to spend another night in the cemetery.

He grabbed a pair of sunglasses and picked up the clothes he had been wearing and put them in a plastic bag. He placed the spare key in it's hiding place again as he stepped out of the apartment. He exited the building and deposited the clothes in one of the garbage cans out on the sidewalk.

He walked with a purpose. He knew he had to find a way to reverse what had happened to him before it was too late. From his readings he knew that he could not feed on human blood, taken from a living body because he would never be able to reverse the process then, but it was getting harder for him to not feed. The urge was very strong now and he knew that if he didn't feed soon he would not have the strength to continue on his quest to reverse the process and become human again, and he knew that he wanted that more than anything in the world right now, so that he could be with Amy once again.

Part 2

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